Chapter 8 8. Tracking (Part 1)

As a teenager, Lowe tried to practice swordplay.

Entry requirements include swinging the sword one hundred times a day.

It was so hard. My hands felt like they were going to break and my arms were burning with pain.

After giving up decisively, Lowe reflected on it.

He believes that physical training requires more of an obsession.

This obsession is mostly caused by desire, a desire so strong that it overcomes the body's instinctive fatigue, hunger and pain.

Lovey knew he couldn't hold on, so he chose to practice magic like his mother.

Raise your hands and place them above the pile of dry firewood.

The orange-red elements began to gather along with the thoughts.

The fireball took shape and fell from the palm of his hand, and the bonfire was instantly ignited.

Lan Lan cheered and clapped excitedly, "My Lord is so powerful! In our Ice Wolf Clan, only the High Priest can summon fire."

Luo Wei smiled complacently and said modestly: "It's just so-so."

In fact, this is not common. There is only one person among hundreds or thousands who breaks the limitation of mental power and has the talent of casting spells. Moreover, most spellcasters are only at the apprentice level and can only summon a gust of wind to blow out a candle. A spellcaster who can summon fire is qualified to be called a formal spellcaster.

Among the entire Earldom of Evelyn, with a population of 70,000 to 80,000, the number of official spellcasters can be counted on one hand.

Perhaps due to the time travel, Lovi's spirit was naturally stronger than that of ordinary people, so his magic path progressed quite smoothly. He could cast spells when he was six or seven years old. After another ten years, he practiced meditation systematically and successfully entered the official level.

A spellcaster under the age of 20 would be considered a genius no matter where he was. But in Lowe's opinion, his ability was actually quite limited.

Casting spells requires a lot of mental energy and it is very easy to get tired.

If you don’t meditate or sleep in time to replenish it, you will feel very bad.

Therefore, Lowe rarely uses spells.

Apart from using up excess mental energy a few times before going to bed to aid sleep, he is very stingy in his daily life.

The blazing flames brought warmth and dispelled the darkness.

Mossofi kept turning the roasted dragon meat and sprinkling salt on it.

Someone came to borrow a light, and of course Lowe would not refuse. So more people came over.

After the barbecue party ended, Lovey collapsed into the tent exhausted.

"If you can't do it anymore, go back." Lodel took off his armor and sat next to Lovey with his knees hugged.

She hadn't showered for two days, so instead of smelling bad, she looked even more attractive. "I'm fine." Lovi curled up in discomfort.

"My Lord, would you like some hot water?" The warm-hearted lady came over and asked with concern.

"Thank you." Luo Wei took the cup handed to him by Lan Lan, took a sip of hot water, and indeed felt a little better.

That night, Lowe slept in the middle.

The blue tail covered his belly like a blanket, warm and comfortable.

The next day, Lowe was reborn with almost full health.

It turned out that he had caught a cold! It wasn't because of the dragon meat!

Facing the rising sun, Lovi and Mossofie stretched together, stretching their bodies to their heart's content.

Thank you for another nice day today!

After putting on his armor, Lodel walked out of the tent, washed his face in a nearby pond, and then organized the troops and announced the departure of the army.

Lovey was still riding on Mossofie's back. The moment he walked into the forest, he felt like he had come to a completely different and wild world.

Bugs. Bugs everywhere.

Earthworms and millipedes kept emerging from the black soft soil.

On the low branches, large spiders with human faces spun white webs.

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Butterflies of various colors are beautiful and dangerous.

Occasionally, we would see giant bees the size of fists collecting nectar from the flowers, which made the team extremely tense.

After going a few kilometers into the forest, there was no trace of people at all. The trees became taller, each one was over 20 meters tall.

The panda butler's nose twitched slightly, "My Lord, there seems to be an animal corpse ahead."

"Well, it should be a wolf." Lanlan came to a more precise conclusion.

After walking in, Lowe saw the remains of a gray wolf lying under a tree.

A few scavenging birds were lying on the ground, eating heartily, not caring at all about the human group passing by.

Occasionally, some insects dare to steal their food, and they don’t mind changing their taste.

Gray wolves are large, comparable in size to North American gray wolves on Earth, and scavenging birds are equally large, each one as large as an eagle.

While all living things are getting bigger, humans are actually getting smaller in size.

Luo Wei tried hard to recall the name of this forest. He had not paid much attention to it before, but now he racked his brains to remember that it seemed to be called the East Wasteland Primeval Forest.

In fact, the name is not important. The East Wasteland Primeval Forest has many nicknames, such as the Mysterious Forest, the Ancient Forest, the Wild Forest, the Warcraft Forest, etc.

The geographical location is very special, close to the border of the Earldom of Evelyn. As for the Earldom of Evelyn, it is on the border of the human territory of the East Continent.

Everything in the primeval forest is unknown, dangerous and mysterious.

Lodel stopped and confirmed the direction by looking at the secret codes carved on the trees by the scouts.

After a whole day of traveling, it was almost dusk.

She announced the camping.

(End of this chapter)